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I remember cracking nuts
with a silver metal nutcracker
hazel was my favorite kind
I actually got high off smelling
pine every year every time
kept repeating same ol' season's
greetings table set for eating
stuffing this greedy gut of
mine dressing and all the
trimmings pie galore always
plenty could ask for more
steps going back and forth
to the store to get forgotten
what for's a whiff of outdoors
on the front porch seemed
like leaves on trees were
greener then it definitely
was a difference it stood
out more than it do now
it seems gloomier like
a foggy summer warned
of along time passed with
the lack of warmth of fire
side love I miss the people
who set in those missing
chairs at that table I miss
hearing their joyful laugher
I miss seeing them sitting
there great grandmother
had blue hair aunt Sally
was overweight uncle
Sonny was always drunk
cousin Paul stole a cookie
aunt Darlene thought it
was I and she whoop me
it was hard to look surprise
I opened them all the night
before to see what was inside
couldn't face uncle Charles
he could see lies in eyes
like "muah" he love sweet
potato pie I wouldn't eat
a cookie if it weren't
chocolate chip so when
we went outside I socked
cousin Paul in the face
for not telling aunt Darlene
he's the one who ate the nasty
oatmeal cookies she baked
